Blood on the Cross - Rhino Bucket

Give the devil his due

Feel the devil…

Shattered dreams, empty streets

Running from the law man

Take a cigarette, take your last breath

Tonight’s the night for your last stand

You hit the streets young and wild

You’re growing up a bit too soon

The city lights shine in you brightly

What makes you think that you’re not a fool

Give the devil his due

Feel the devil in you

Give the devil his due

Maybe the devil is you

You walk away, emotional breakdown

You feel the pressure inside your head

Blood on the cross drips down slowly

Another child is left for dead

Shattered dreams, empty streets

Running from the law man

Take a cigarette, take your last breath

Tonight’s the night for your last stand

Give the devil his due

Feel the devil… devil